Working Man’s Stage Race, Women’s Cat 4

July 22, 2009

An update from the Working Man’s Stage Race from Jen Zeuli

I found the prospect of a stage race to be pretty daunting—so many opportunities to crash – and almost didn’t do this one, but if I’m learning anything from racing this year it’s that sometimes it’s good to do things that scare the hell out of you. So I donned the special black sports bracelet from Multisport (if you haven’t seen it you should check it out), and headed out to Amesbury with Kate.

Day 1: Time Trial
This was uneventful. I was last, so no one passed me. And I could see the woman in front of me for most of the 6.6 miles, so I knew I hadn’t totally fallen off the back. The only problem happened at the end, when I didn’t quite know where the finish line was. I finished seventh out of eight.

Day 2: Circuit Race
The women’s 3/4 field was supposed to start with the men’s Cat 5’s, which had been freaking me out for weeks. But at the last minute, they found enough officials and pace cars to separate us, which was a huge relief, particularly considering that there were two crashes in the men’s field. We started off at a reasonable pace; everyone was saving themselves for the K.O.M. hill, which was six or seven miles in. That’s where the break happened. Hills aren’t really my thing, but this one wasn’t too bad and I really gave it everything I had; I lost all sense of what was going on around me and just climbed as fast as I could. Regrouping at the top, I heard one woman tell another, “Four on.” Four on? Four on what? Then as we started to descend, I realized that I, along with three others, was in the break. I hadn’t anticipated this, and it took me a minute to wrap my head around it.

With me were a woman from Colavita and another from Mt. Holyoke, who had both dominated the time trials the day before, as well as a brand-new racer also named Jen who was freakishly strong. Soon after the hill people shifted around in such a way that pushed me out in front. I had to make a fast decision about whether or not I’d go. I’d never been in a break before, not for any length of time; what did etiquette demand? If this were the Tour, I reasoned, it would be only fair for me to take a turn. So I pulled for a mile or so, toward the end of which I was feeling a little panicky. I was getting tired and slowing down, but no one was passing me. What if I got stuck out here until I was completely used up? I slowed down again, to no avail, and so finally in desperation I pulled to the left, not expecting much. But they all passed me in a neat little line, and I was overjoyed. For most of the rest of the lap, we maintained a fast and highly organized paceline, and we passed several Cat 5’s, which filled me with glee.

Then the hill. Holyoke and Colavita attacked. I actually kept up with them briefly, but very close to the top all my energy deserted me and there I was, gasping for breath, pressing forward at maybe 6 MPH, watching them pull away. Utterly spent, I waited for Jen, and then hopped on her wheel. She chased. She was freakishly strong. We never caught them, but we entered the third and final lap at a pretty good pace. She pulled me all the way around the course until about a mile before the hill, when she fell in behind me for a while. This seemed only fair. But then, of course, she was rested when we got to the hill, and she pulled around me and left me in her dust.

No big deal. I was still feeling good about this race. I climbed as fast as I could, descended as fast as I could, and then made the final turn, entered the last mile, and spotted a Cat 5 up ahead. Irrationally, I felt compelled to chase him, pass him, and put as much space between us as possible. Doing this sort of made me want to die, but I pressed on. I finished fourth, only 48 seconds behind Jen, and managed after a few dicey minutes not to throw up at the finish line.

Day 3: The Circle of Death
This was a rather bizarre experience: a sixty-lap points race on a quarter mile Nascar track filled with cracks and covered in oil and all sorts of road crud. Frankly, the track freaked me out. I kept up with the group and tried, in vain, to set Kate up for some of the sprints, but mostly I kept to the back, trying to avoid one particularly sketchy rider and just generally not die. In this endeavor I was successful, plus I earned exactly one point. So I was sixth in the points race and fifth in the GC, and surprised myself by being sorry it was over.


Working Man’s Stage Race Report — Cat. 4

July 18, 2008

by John Naegle

The race is three stages over three nights: A rolling 6.5 mile TT
with one moderate uphill, an 8.8 mile circuit that uses a lot of the
TT course, with a similar profile, and a points race on the Star
Speedway in Epping, NH. The General Classification is scored on
points over the three nights. First on a stage gets 100 points, 2nd
95, 3rd 91 and so on. The person who accumulates the most points over
three nights wins. The races start around 6:00 in the evening, but
we’re required to sign in or pick up numbers by 5:30 which translated
into 3:30 departures from Boston to beat traffic on 93 North. Not a
big deal, but it made for long days.

I did this race 2 years ago right after my upgrade to category 4 and
was solid middle of the pack fodder. This year, I hoped to do much
better. I’d been looking forward to this race when I ended up taking
a couple of weeks off the bike in June and realized that with my
training plan, I’d actually be in better shape for this race than
Fitchburg. The TT was a little bit of an unknown, since I’ve only
done 3 or 4 TTs this year, Charlie Baker a few times and the Fitchburg
TT where I flatted. I hoped to do well to set myself for the overall.
I felt really confident about the road race and I had a personal goal
to win it. I wasn’t sure what to hope for in the points race. 2
years ago, I didn’t get any points, so I was just hoping to top that,
but without teammates, it could be a really hard race.

Time Trial

When Ian saw I was signed up for this race, he offered to let me
borrow his nice deep dish carbon race wheels. Ian’s girlfriend,
Christine, had the wheels and started her race around 6:05. I started
at 6:40, so there would be plenty of time to switch the cassette
before my start. I laid out the cassette tools by my trainer and
settled in for a good warm-up. I expected to do the course in about
15 minutes based on last year’s times. The shorter the race, the more
important the warm-up so I hit the trainer shortly after the 5:45
riders meeting. Christine finished up and I changed the cassette from
9sp to 10sp and took the wheels for a lap around the parking lot. I’d
never been on a high end wheel before — they felt amazing – I’m sure
they saved me more than 10 seconds on the course. For the TT itself,
there isn’t much to report. I finally did a good job pacing myself -
I split the course into thirds and went a little harder on each third.
I caught my 30 second guy in the first two miles and my 60 and 90
second riders after about 5.5 miles. I finished in 14:56:00, 4th
place (88 points) and 13 seconds behind Jordan Winkler (100 points)
from Cambridge who won the Fitchburg TT. I may have been able to do
a little better by pre-riding the course – there were a number of
sharp turns that I could have gone through faster. But, 10 seconds
slower would have put me in 7th; I owe Ian a few beers for letting me
borrow those wheels.

Circuit Race

We did 4 laps of the 8.8 mile circuit. I felt really good going into
the race. I did a little warm-up on the trainer, stretched, sat
through the riders meeting, and did another 10 minutes on the trainer
before the start. 42 of us rolled out with the usual set of
instructions: don’t cross the yellow line, don’t throw trash, etc,
etc. As I mentioned, I felt really good about my chances in this
race, and with 4th in the TT, I had aspirations of doing well for a
good GC position. The race was pretty typical for the 4s: a few solo
efforts of the front and everything coming back together on the last
lap. On our second lap, we rolled came upon an ambulance and some
police officers at the scene of a crash from the Women’s 3/4 race.
Unfortunately, Kate Leppanen was down in the crash and on her way to
the hospital with a broken clavicle. Seeing the crash put a big
damper on the race. Please wish Kate a speedy recovery.

The last 1.5 miles of the course includes the KOM sprint, a fast
downhill and slight uphill into a 90 degree corner about 400 meters
before the finish. We’d have the whole road after the corner, so a
few lines would be possible through there. I ended up on the front of
the race into the KOM and rode the yellow line to prevent people
coming by me where I couldn’t see them. I think this helped to slow
the pace down a little bit and nobody seemed to be too interested in
punching it up the hill. Jordan Winkler attacked the KOM and took off
down the decent first. I jumped hard at the top of the hill to get up
to speed as quickly as possible and got on Jordan’s wheel. Things
came back together and slowed down on the slight uphill and I took
position at the yellow line again to control being swarmed. This was
probably a mistake as it put me in the wind for too long and at the
front of the race for the last corner. I went into the corner 2nd and
came out 1st, but it was too far to sprint. I tried to go a little
easier and get ready for the swarm/jump that was certain to come. I
had picked out a crosswalk about 200 meters out to sprint from, but
people started jumping far earlier. I tried to jump also, but instead
of letting some riders come by, getting on their wheel, then jumping
from my pre-determined point, I got excited and tried to stay in front
of everybody. It was a bonehead move and I ended up in 11th. I
definitely had the legs for a better finish, but the strategy needed
work.

Points Race

I was really disappointed with my Circuit Race result and was sure
that it had wiped out my GC aspirations. I planned to skip the points
race and spend the evening relaxing instead. It wasn’t until after I
rode to work (I worked from home the other days) that I saw the
results from the previous night: 11th in the circuit race and tied for
2nd on GC. My wife, Kristen, convinced me that I would regret not
doing the points race. She was nice enough to grab my bike and pick
me up at work so I could race. We got up there early so Kristen could
watch the Women’s race. I grabbed some food and waited for my race to
start.

I didn’t have a great strategy going into the race – I wasn’t sure of
my legs, they were very tired, so I was going to see how they felt and
contest as many sprints as possible and hope to hang on. If I’d had a
team mate, it could have been a completely different race for me. We
could have worked together to lead out the sprint. As it was, my best
chance was to stay near the front and look for wheels to follow for
the sprint. The first sprint came very quickly, each lap was under 40
seconds I think and I was close to the front when the Cambridge
Bicycle Train formed for the first time. They did a beautiful job
leading out the race leader for the sprints — they were the only team
that was experienced on the track and organized as a team. I looked
for their train time and time again and did my best to find the
leader’s wheel and hope to come around him in the sprint. I picked up
quite a few points by sticking to their wheels.

The race was hard and fast – I don’t remember much, but a few things
stick out. The Cambridge team did a great job working for the race
leader; they dominated the race. On the double points sprint at the
half way point, my rear wheel skipped out on the last corner (the
track was not particularly smooth) and while I was in great position,
I sat up. I should have jumped back in as I was in good position
still. With 15 laps to go, I was seeing stars and was concerned about
not being able to finish the race, but I ended up behind the rider who
I started the day tied with and found some motivation for the last two
sprints where I took 6 points total. I contested 9 of the 16 sprints
and took points in 8 of them: 2nd, 3rd, 1st, 4th, 2nd, 4th, 3rd and
3rd (double points). I was pretty sure after the race that I had
taken 2nd in the race and 2nd over all, but with the 2/3 race starting
right after ours, it took the officials a while to get the results
posted. After 45 minutes of waiting, results were posted and I took
2nd in the race with 21 points. Jordan from Cambridge was first with
30 and Calder Daenzer from Cal Cycling was 3rd with 17 points. I’d
defended 2nd on GC, but just barely.

Final Results:
Jordan Winkler: 295 points
John Naegle: 257
Calder Daenzer: 252

This was the hardest race I’ve ever done and will be taking a planned
break for mountain biking, track racing and riding without the
pressure of racing.


Fitchburg Longsjo Classic Stage Race — Cat. 4

July 8, 2008

by John Naegle

ITT

I’d been looking forward to the ITT for a long time; my goal was to go
under 20 minutes and set myself up for a top 20 overall on GC. Last
year, I clocked 20:38 with a dropped chain, so I felt like this was a
realistic goal. I was riding the same equipment as last year: clip on
aero bars, rudy project aero helment, and 53/39 chainring paired with
a 12-27 cassette. I pre-drove the course and decided to make liberal
use of my 39 this year. Last year I tried to ride the whole course in
the big chainring but couldn’t handle the steep kick at around 4.5
miles.

I got a good 30-40 minute warm up on the trainer finishing up about 10
minutes before my start. I took a little too much time getting out of
the parking lot for the mile+ ride to the start line and rolled up to
the start line 40 seconds before my start. This worked out well as I
didn’t have time to think about the race and get my nerves up.

Since this year I had a good idea of what my time would be, I set the
count down timer on my watch to 6 minutes and 30 seconds. I recently
used the counter at Charlie Baker to divide the course into 3 sections
with the goal of going harder as the race progressed. Ideally, the
first section would be done a little easier, the middle a little
harder and the last all out. I started my watch and counter when my
30 second man started, got my hold and clipped in on the start ramp.

I started out a little too hard, but realized it pretty quickly and
settled into a good rhythm. I caught my 30 second man after about 2-3
kilometers and had a glimpse of the next two riders up the road. With
a little over 5 kilometers to go, my hopes of a good TT time and good
overall GC position came to an end as I got a rear flat. I ended up
riding the rim for the last 5+ kilometers and came in fourth to last
(123rd) with a 23:07:30 (the last place rider missed his start).

Road Race

Thursday’s ITT disaster changed my plans for the road race.
Originally, I had planned to sit in, conserve and go all out up the
final climb. I’m not a great climber — I wouldn’t have a chance at
top 10 – but I wanted to see how I had improved from last year and
compare myself to the rest of the cat 4 field.

Since I was already 4+ minutes down on GC I decided to try and see if
I could get some KOM points. I chatted with Jason Sears from MIT who
was 2nd in last years points competition in the cat 3 race. He had
been in a 6 person breakaway in the road race that swept up a lot of
the KOM points and set him up well for the points competition. That
breakaway had gone on the first lap, right after the first corner so I
thought I would try to instigate something similar. On the first lap
I put in 4 separate attacks, each of which came to naught – no other
teams were feeling aggressive and my last attack ended about 7 miles
into the first lap – right before the long grind into Princeton.

The rest of the race was about survival for me. Despite sag climbing
on the first lap, I almost got dropped from the group and had to chase
back on after the feed zone. The second lap felt better, but I still
questioned why I was doing this and thought that it might not be so
bad to stop. By the third lap, I was well recovered and able to stay
near the front on the climbs. The fourth time through Princeton, my
legs were screaming, but I wasn’t loosing position. I came to the
start of the final climb in about 20th position, but I didn’t have
legs for anything. I ended up 66th on the day, about 2 minutes down.

Thanks to Ken Han and Bill Maidment for organizing the feed zone and
keeping up hydrated during the race.

Circuit Race

With the Circuit Race coming after the road race this year, I wondered
if people would be more aggressive in attacking up the hill and trying
to establish breakaways. The course doesn’t lend itself well to small
breaks — a 300 meter uphill sprint, followed by 3 miles of fast non-
technical downhill makes it very tough for small groups to stay away.

I got a decent warm up – 20 or 30 minutes on the trainer before the
start and felt pretty relaxed. Knowing that nothing was likely to
stay away, I planned to sit in, stay out of the wind and do as little
work as possible until the last two laps. I started mid-pack and
didn’t make an effort to move up on the first lap. My legs felt
pretty heavy the first time up the hill.

The uphill is really two sections – a short section right after a fast
90-degree corner, followed by a flat section, then another kick up. I
settled into a pretty good rhythm: take the corner wide, ride the
first section in the big ring, shift into the small ring for the
second section, then back to the big ring at the top of the hill. My
legs felt better each lap, but the race was very nervous. There were a
few crashes, some bumping, some bunny hopping of pot holes (!?!?) and
a fast pace (average speed: 26 mph).

With 2 to go, I made an effort to move up from my mid-pack position
towards the front. This was a tough position to hold as every time on
the downhill, people would swarm up the outside. On the downhill,
Toby and I had a quick chat and he would try to lead me out for the
finish. A traffic island split the 4-lane road about 1 mile (less
than 2 minutes from the finish) and Toby and I decided we would try to
go left while the pack mostly went to the right.

On the last lap, Toby and I were able to find each other and go left
of the traffic island as planned, but we couldn’t really get to the
front of the race. It was too fast for a two person train to drill
the pace and stay at the front for the finish, so we ended up coming
through the last corner in around 25th to 30th position. We punched
it up the hill and Toby took 9th while I ended up in 16th. If we had
been in better position going into the final corner I think we would
have ended up even higher, we both passed a lot of people in the
sprint.

Criterium

I think people either love Crits or hate them. I love them and I’d
been looking forward to this race all year. I got another decent warm
up and lined up on the sidewalk as the category 2 race finished up.
While we were waiting for the 30+ people involved in a last lap pile
up to limp across the line, I chatted with the leader of the race and
found out he was a mountain biker and not a fan of criteriums. I got
the impression it was his first criterium, but I later found out he
has done a few before — only at stage races. Due to the sheer number
of racers, this is not a good course for nervous riders or a lack of
confidence. We had 105 starters, only 3 fewer than the Pro race, but
only about 50% of the bike handling skills.

We did 20 laps for around 22 miles. I got a 4th or 5th row starting
position in the race to the line. My plan for this race was relax,
stay near the front where there is less braking in the corners and put
myself at the front (top 10) with 6 laps to go and stay there.
Hopefully between Toby, Ian and I, we would have some sort of lead out
for the finish. The race was very sketchy – lots of crashes, lots of
bumping, lots of abrupt line changes. For instance, two people rolled
off the front on the downhill and one of them ended up crashing on a
straightaway. If we went through the two 90-degree corners with 20
people, there would be 25 different lines taken through the corners.
For the first 14 laps, I just tried to stay out of trouble, stay away
from riders who looked unforgettable or braked too much. It was tough
to settle into any sort of rhythm with the nervous, twitchy bunch, but
I found I could pretty easily move up at the 180 at the top of the
course by shifting earlier and peddling earlier than everyone else.

With 6 to go, I put myself at the front of the race. From here on, I
just tried to stay at the front, watching for people swarming and
jumping on their wheels as they did. I was sitting in 6th to 10th
wheel on the outside with about 1/2 mile to go when Toby found me and
offered a lead out. I slowed slightly to let him move in front and
got on his wheel. Toby drilled it on the downhill into the two
corners and when I looked back, we had put a slight gap into the
field. Toby took me though the last two corners, but I ended up
taking the second corner on a slightly different line and ended up
first with 250 to go. This was basically a repeat of last year when
I led Eric through the final two corners and to about 250 meters to
go. That proved to be a little far for a lead out as Eric got swarmed
in the finish and ended up 11th. I started my sprint early and stayed
at the side of the road, so anybody passing me would have to come by
on the left. I got passed with about 75 meters to go and ended up 8th
– a good result that wouldn’t have been possible without being in the
top 10 through the last corner. Despite doing a huge pull and leading
me for a good 400 meters, Toby drove it home and ended up 12th.

Lessons Learned:

* Get your tires in order well before the race. Due to a wheel
failure, I ended up racing different wheels than planned. I had to
change my rear tire 3 days before my TT and I only had a chance to
ride this once for about 30 minutes. I feel like it was a contributing
factor to my flat.
* Two person lead out trains are really hard to time correctly.
* Category 4 fields are very passive. Don’t expect people to attack
and establish breakaways.
* Category 4 fields tend to attack off the front. Its hard to attack
effectively off the front – its much better to sit 20 riders back, and
pass the front of the field at high speed, rather than trying to jump
off the front. Jumping off the front just ups the pace for the whole
group.
* Mountain bikers do very well in the cat4 race at Fitchburg (last two
winners were semi-pro/expert level racers).


Workingman’s Stage Race and a Crash Course

July 23, 2006

by Thomas Scotto

Big congrats to the Cat 4 team of Josh Preneta, Eric Silva and Michael McKittrick!  They worked well together at this week’s Workingman’s Stage Race (which is rare for a cat 4 field) and kept Josh in the top ten.  Josh ended the last stage with 7th on GC.  I got to watch them work together during the points race last night on the Star Speedway in Epping, NH.  I saw the Quad 3-man train formed a few times at the front during the 80-laps.  NICE!!!
 
I personally didn’t have the juice for the last 3 days for whatever reason.  I have a bunch of excuses, but won’t bore you with excessive details.  Blah. Blah. Blah.  I will however make a comment about last nights points race (not about me): it was one of the worst races I have been in a long while with an abundance of BAD bike handling skills.  It was to the point where Dick Ring appeared visibly upset.  His comment was…“these guys are Cat 2’s and 3’s…who’s teaching they guys bike handling skills”.  Within 15 minutes of racing there were 2 bad crashes during which the race had to be neutralized.  I had one particular rider snub my front wheel 3 different times while changing his line seemingly without cause (see Side Note).  Then a rider decided that he didn’t want to race anymore (or whatever) and went from the pole (inside of the track) straight up the track to the entrance gate.  WHAT DA….  Out of my mouth came “hey buddy, I’m on your right”, but in my head, much stronger language was erupting.  I came almost to a complete stop and then had to chase the field which was just given a bell lap.  The writing was on the wall and the blood on the track.
 
SIDE NOTE:  I spoke to 3 of the guys who were involved in both crashes and pretty banged up (not the guy taken away in an ambulance).  They said both their crashes were caused by very poor riding from “one particular team”.  It so happened that “this” team was the same as that of the ride who kept changing his line in front of me.  There was a small group of about 4 to 5 of us talking and then more people joined in complaining about “this” team (I know…come on Tom tell us who it is).  This was disappointing, because I don’t like to hear good teams talked about in that fashion.  Well for matter of decency and because I truly like “this” team, I will only post the team name on the team site in the secured area where members can access (and search engines can not).  You’ll just have to wait.
 
CLARIFICATION: A number of people thought I witnessed the cause of the 2 crashes which I did not.  I did hear all sorts of banter, but would not be able to distinguish what was real and what was emotional.
 
Well, I’m done.  Hope to see a few of you on the road soon.  I’ll be recovering.


Owasco SR — Cat 3

May 16, 2005

by Jonah Tower

After a solid week of training and feeling weel rested, I was looking forward to a good weekend of racing in Auburn, NY. We had a hotel in the middle of town and all three events were within 5 minutes of driving, so it was a very nice situation in a quiet corner of New York state. Friday evening we headed out to take a look at the 16-mile TT course, and then on the way back to the hotel registered for the weekend. Then, it was time for food and bed.

Saturday morning was a bit grey and a little on the cool side, but over all a fine day for the ITT. I drove Chris out to the staging area, so that he could warm-up and get going, and in the process discovered that they were going to have a 20-minute delay in start times. The course itself consisted of two long “false flat” sections going south along Owasco Lake, before turning to the east, going down hill for a bit and then flat until the turn-around at about 8 miles. I had a start time of about 10:30, and by the time I got to the start house the sun had broken through and with that there was a STRONG wind coming from the south. So, I had to plow through a tough head wind for the first several miles on the false flat sections, and then after making the turn, I really was working hard to keep the bike upright as the cross wind battered me from the right and then from the left, after I made the turn around. In the process I caught a few guys but was also caught by a guy from a minute back. On the stretch leading back to the finish line he and I traded back and forth while we had a tail wind (he was a bigger rider and probably was better built for TTing in the wind than I). And, for the final sections I was fully in 55-12 gearing and hauling @$$ to the finish line. The end result put me in 12th position, which I had mixed feelings about, because I was looking to be in the top 10 and the top rider had nearly 2 minutes on my time.

Once the TT was done and I had cooled down a while, we headed back to the hotel for lunch, self-massage, and a nap to get ready for the downtown crit that eveneing. The weather was really warming up and by mid afternoon it was certainly in the 70′s, but as I was warming up, before the 18:15 start time that the Cat 3′s had, the rain came and I was left under the gate of my Xterra thinking “this is going to be interesting.” The crit itself was a “6-curve” course around the town center with two lanes of road just for us and a small finiahing hill… in general it was FAST! However, with the pouring rain that we now were suffering the officials decided not to have the intermediate sprints for time bonus (of which there were going to be 7 for 5, 3, and 1 second each) and, while I was a little disappointed about the lost oportunity to move up in GC, I think it was the right decision. In general the pace was pretty fast, but the course itself was not at all very decisive and without the sprints the field hung mostly together. However, not just once or twice, but three times a vehicle wandered on to the course, and we all had a few close calls trying to avoid on-coming traffic at 35 mph. In the end I finished with the field, when I got hemmed in on the inside of the final sprint, but two of the GC-guys ahead of me somehow lost time, and I eneded up in 10th.
Pasta, oatmeal, and a pear… then, to sleep.

After closer inspection of the GC situation I saw that the next guy was only 1 second up and less than 10 seconds in front of him was #8, so I was certainly looking to grab some time bonuses on the cheap if I could. Thinking that maybe with a 75-mile RR ahead of them and with two event already in their legs the field my let me go on a solo flyer for a little while, I warmed up really well and hit LT from the line trying to get to the first KOM (at 7 miles) alone. However, my gamble did not pay off with great visbility and the field caught me with about 500m to the top of the KOM, and I was hurtin’ bad to get across it myself. From then on the plan was simply to keep a good eye on all the GC guys that were near me, while trying to recover from my initial effort. Two guys broke away, shortly after the first KOM and the field let them go a little while knowing we could easily catch them however, we missed our turn to the approach of the second KOM and ended up having to U-turn in the middle of the race to get back on course so the two riders took it uncontested. While I had nothing to really contest the 1.2-mile, 6.5% climb, I was able to make it across in relatively good shape. For the rest of the race I really couldn’t do much but sit in, so I stayed near the front making sure that I didn’t miss any splits that might occur, but the course had long sections of flat or down-hill, where one could see for miles literally, so the field stuck together for the most part only sheading a few riders here and there. I had worked out a deal with ECV to get a feed, but that got a little boched-up and one of their riders is now all upset with me for “being in the way.” Then, in the final miles I became totally focused on the guy ahead of me and trying to position myself to take a second from him, if the oportunity should arise that I missed a small break that got away with only a few miles to go, but was able to hold 50 seconds on the field, because everyone was goofing around with GC placings in their mind. The finsh was super fast with a down hill approach to the last 200m, but again I eneded up just somewhere in the field. Because I didn’t cover the break two guys snuck in ahead of me in GC and I eneded up back in 12th for the weekend.

Overall I am happy with how I felt and how I raced physically. I would have liked to have been at least in the top 10 places for GC, if not the top 5. But, the gambles I took did not pay off. Still, the weekend was great, and I even had enough energy to make the drive all the way home. Next year I hope that we can make this a big QuadCycles event, because it is really very fun and great preparation for other stage races during the year.


The Owasco Stage Race

May 15, 2005

by Christopher Rehm

So it was a great weekend. We left Friday at about noon got there about 530. Rode the TT course, ate and then bed. Saturday Am was the TT, it was borderline cold but warmed up as things got going. They were about 20 min late starting. Long course, 16 miles, windy windy windy. I broke a spoke in my aero wheels 5 min before the start, bummer.  Got 42 in the TT, then back off to the motel for a nap. It actually got sunny for the crit, easy 1.5 km course, in the center of town, no corners. Now thats my kind of crit, only one acceleration at the beginning and then just pedal like mad for 30 min and 12 sec. We did 28 km in that time, you figure out the speed (I’ll give you a physics quiz on this the next time I see you…)  33rd in the crit. 3-4 nice crashes, really bizzare, and a lot of surly riders, there is something about New York racing… Right after the masters crit the rain started, I’ll let Jonah tell you all about that lovely race,  and then a quick meal and off to bed.

Next morning we went to the RR. Nice sunny day. Oops forgot the sun screen, oh well. Race gets started about 20 min late, we ride about 2 miles and as is the norm in masters racing one guy goes off the front and all hell breaks loose. We were strung out single and double file for about 6  miles. He gets caught, and then another break goes, this ones not a threat to GC gone up the road, until they miss a turn. The leaders slow the field down for the break to get back on, and take a nature break. Then as soon as thats done the break goes mad again, same guys, up the road, and then we are all going 30 on the flats. First KOM was trival.  About 10 miles on get to the second, I do ok on that, but about a mile up the road on another roller two guys in front of me let a gap open and then another attack from GC contender goes, no way to close the gap. Me and 2 guys, different than the ones that let the gap opened chased the field all the way to the town at the bottom of the lake, about 30-45 sec behind but couldn’t close it.

Then third KOM comes up, and pack blows sky high. I got dropped and started looking for another masters rider to work with, none in sight, so I rode about 10 miles on my own (hey I obviously needed the practice after Saturday why not start right now I think) until a little group of  5 masters and 3 cat 4s shows up, we ride to the finish together, more or less, with one lunatic from the cat 4’s attacking the group every 5 minutes. Then he goes to pick a fight with one of the masters riders. They are pushing and shoving and one older guy is looking at me and saying “you wouldn’t believe it, it’s been like this for 30 miles—that kid is nuts” etc etc. Well he was nuts, by appearances. The funniest part was him trying to hook a masters rider and failing miserably and then having the masters guy  who he was arguing with and who was his intended hooking victim show him how to do it right…Ah the joys of racing in NY, I love it. Anyway we got to the finsh , got about 42 in the RR. All in all a really fun weekend of racing. I’ll be back next year,  for sure, hopefully  will be able to last until the third KOM in the field and stay out of the twilight zone groupetto…